Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

He grabbed the hands of the people in front of him, like the last straw, "Medicine..."

She has met this man.

Zhou Qingrang, the same surname as her.

Zhou Xufang leaned forward and leaned in to listen: "Where is the medicine?"

He was speechless and fell into the wheelchair, breathing from fast to weak.

Jiang Zhi found the medicine in the glove box on the armrest of his wheelchair and asked him, "How many?"

He opened his mouth without making a sound, and his lips were moving: "Two, one."

Jiang Zhi poured two pills and put them in his mouth. He held them for a while before swallowing them. Zhou Xufang was about to get water when he heard a violent sound.

"Zhou Qingrang!"

"Zhou Qingrang!"

A girl rushed over and grabbed Zhou Qingrang's hand in a desperate manner, with a pair of frowning eyebrows. Her eyes were red and she was wearing an A-line skirt. She didn't care, and her knees hit the ground directly: "What's wrong with you? Zhou Qingrang !"

The person in the wheelchair lowered his eyes weakly and did not speak.

The girl turned around and yelled at the entourage: "What are you doing in a daze, call an ambulance!"

Oh.

The man behind dialed 120.

"Thank you."

The girl thanked her and went to push her wheelchair.

Zhou Xufang took a step forward, blocking: "Do you know him?"

She said frankly: "I'm his girlfriend." After that, she quickly glanced at Zhou Qingzhan, then immediately lowered her head and ran behind the wheelchair.

Girlfriend...

Zhou Xufang gave way.

The girl pushed the wheelchair out.

"That's the second lady of the Lu family." Jiang Zhi said casually.

Zhou Xufang doesn't know much about the Lu family of the four great families. He only knows that the Lu family is very low-key. The old lady of the Lu family and the old lady of the Jiang family are rivals, and...the Lu family has a "sleeping beauty" who suffers from severe narcolepsy.

When Zhou Qingrang was sent to the hospital, his consciousness had recovered. He was pushed into the emergency room and came over to diagnose him as his attending doctor, probably a'frequent visitor' of the hospital. The attending doctor took him directly to the special consultation room. .

Lu Sheng only heard a few medical terms intermittently. He fell asleep after taking the medicine, and then woke up three hours later.

Lu Sheng, who was lying next to the bed, immediately stood up: "You are awake."

"Ok."

The voice is still a bit weak.

Lu Sheng looked at his face again. She was so pale that she hurriedly asked, "Is there anything else uncomfortable? Does my heart still hurt? Breathe, can I breathe?" She asked several times in one breath. Can’t wait to hear the answer to a question, she turned her head and shouted, "Doctor! Doctor!"

Her hand was caught.

His hands are so cold.

He said, "I'm fine." The voice was very low and low.

She was frozen, staring at her hand in a daze.

His hands are not only cold, but also very white, very thin and thin.

"Offended." He let go, sat up, and thanked her again, "Thank you."

People on the Mo are like jade.

There really is such a person, Zhou Qingrang is such a person, like a piece of raw jade, clean, delicate, beautiful, gentle, and cold.

There is a lot of sadness hidden in his eyes.

Lu Sheng felt this way every time he looked at him. She even wondered if this person never laughed. She shook her head and said, "You're welcome."

This is their third meeting.

The first time, she borrowed him an umbrella, and the second time, she asked for his number and said that she would go to get the umbrella.

This is the third time.

Zhou Qingrang said: "You borrowed my umbrella, but never came to fetch it."

She stood at the head of the bed, seeming to be at a loss, her toes moved slightly back and forth unconsciously, and she said, "I'll go in a few days."

In fact, she has been there several times, but every time she didn't ask him to take the umbrella. She was afraid that if the umbrella was taken away, there would be no reason to go again next time.

She called his number several times, but every time she got through, she hung up because she didn't know what to say.

Zhou Qingrang wanted to call her, only to realize that he didn't know what her name was, and asked politely: "Is it convenient to tell me your name?"

She immediately said: "Convenient!"

what!

Like a fool!

She was originally a voice-control fan, but now she has become a fan.

Don't panic, Lu Sheng! After reciting silently, she said, "My name is Lu Sheng, the sound of the voice."

If you use his voice that can hook her, call her name once...

"Thank you," he was polite and thoughtful, but his tone was alienated, calling her, "Miss Lu."

Lu Sheng: "..."

It seemed that there was still a long time before he called her Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng went out of the ward dejectedly.

Behind, someone shouted: "Lu Sheng."

This sound, lazy, feeble, and sleepless. Lu Sheng turned her head, with a bad feeling, she smiled: "Brother."

Her brother Lu Xinglan, a very contradictory existence.

How to say?

That face can be described in two words, Yan, and Wild, it is the kind of good-looking that is very impactful and aggressive. By the way, he wears a suit, as long as he can button a button, he will not loose one.

It seems that abstinence is rigid.

The expression is always the look of awake: "Why are you here?"

She replied vaguely and wanted to expose: "A friend of mine is hospitalized here." Outside, the overbearing female president with an aura of two meters eight meters, smiled innocently in front of her brother.

Lu Xinglan put one hand in his pocket and raised the other, looking at the time on his watch: "Which friend of you?"

She continued to fool: "You don't know if you say it."

Needless to say.

Lu Xinglan went directly to the ward she came out of.

Lu Sheng surrendered, grabbed the hem of his suit, and begged for mercy: "Brother, brother, don't you!" It would scare people!

Lu Xinglan pushed her hand away and adjusted her suit: "Who?"

She whispered: "Zhou Qingrang."

This person again,

His sister, who is a deep voice control, is fascinated by a news anchor.

"Lu Sheng, are you ready to be a widow? That Zhou Qingrang," he thought about the words, but couldn't be tactful, so he pointed out, "Life is not long."

I am sick, have bad legs, and are too old.

Lu Sheng was annoyed by his brother's words: "Did you investigate him?"

He suddenly yawned: "So sleepy."

After speaking, he pinched his eyebrows, picked a row of empty seats in the hospital corridor, and lay down to sleep.

Lu Sheng: "..."

Her brother's narcolepsy, I don't know if there is any rescue.